[Official File. Misc. 1035. War Department.]

[Private Snafu]

[VS. Malaria Mike]

[Choice Cuts American Soldier. Prime Rib. Filet Mignon. Tenderloin. RATIONED.]

Malaria Mike: "Why, it's Snafu! I never forget a face. Hmm... no resistance. Hmm."

Malaria Mike: "Now where did that little son of a gun go?"

Malaria Mike: "Hmmm, just my type."

Malaria Mike: "Hehehehehe, caught me with his pants up."

Malaria Mike: "But I'll show the little..."

Malaria Mike: "Now for the soft underbelly of Snafu."

Malaria Mike: "Jeez, I shot the wrong man."

Malaria Mike: "Right windage, 4. Range, 75. [?] at four o'clock."

Malaria Mike's son: "What did you do in the big war, daddy?"

Malaria Mike: "Ohh, I did my share."

Snafu: "Ahem, just a moment please."

Snafu: "This program has come to you through the courtesy of my sponsors, the United States Army, distributors of GI repellent, mosquito nets, atabrine tablets, and good old-fashioned horse sense."

Snafu: "Gee, I wish the hell I'd used 'em"

[The End Misc. 1035]